#I feed my hyperfixations and currently my hyperfixation are these two

[spiteful-crow]

Do I feel a little shitty because I‘m absolutely incapable of writing anything that doesn’t focus on Sherlock and Jon? Kinda. Will this change in the future? Let’s be real, probably not 😄

[monster-disaster]

Hi darling, i see you have some somnophilia works.. May i sprinkle my current hyperfixation in? You have a stalker vampire who lives in your attic and feeds at night, either on you or goes out in the neighborhood. You start to have a sneaking suspicion you're being watched until you catch him. He can turn into a bat and creep through the attic door to get inside easily... He falls in love with you when you're up late singing, drawing, and cooking/showering. Um... And maybe he can see you in the shower through a vent in the ceiling 🫣 thank you i love your writing mwah

vampire!stalker x human!Reader Good to know: stalking

And you know what the funny thing is? You were the one who put him in your attic one morning when you were just about to get into your car and leave. By sheer luck, you happened to notice him curled up under your car, right behind one of the front wheels.

"Oh," you gasped at the sight. "You poor thing." Without thinking, you knelt beside the car, your heart softening as you took in the little creature’s vulnerable form. He looked so fragile, so out of place in the daylight. You extended a cautious hand, murmuring soothing words as you gently scooped him up. His small body was colder than you expected, but for a moment, he seemed to settle into your palm, as if relieved to be found. “You don’t have much survival skill, do you?” The thought of what might have happened if you hadn’t noticed him made you shudder. “You’re lucky I didn’t drive over you. But don’t worry, I know just the place where you’ll be safe.” Cradling him close, you turned back toward the house. You moved through the familiar hallway, your footsteps soft on the wooden floor as you made your way to the attic. The space was rarely used, cluttered with old memories and forgotten things, but it was quiet and safe, perfect for a little bat in need of shelter. “You’ll be safe here until it gets dark,” you murmured as you set him down in a cozy corner, carefully lining it with the soft fabric from an old box that had seen better days. You could feel the cool air of the attic as you moved, and after a moment’s hesitation, you left the window slightly open, just enough to give him a way out whenever he felt ready. You watched him for a few seconds longer, making sure he was comfortable, before closing the attic door with a quiet click. Two days passed before he crossed your mind again, but when you pushed open the attic door, the corner where you’d left him was empty.

You hoped the small animal was fine, but you had no idea that your story with him was far from over. At first, he genuinely wanted to stay away, but you lingered so vividly in his memory that he couldn't keep himself from returning. At first, he stayed only in your attic, listening to the sounds of your life around the house.

Your house was old, with creaking floorboards and doors that groaned on their hinges. The attic was dim and dusty, cobwebs stretching across the corners. The only light came through the window, filtering the moon’s glow into pale patches and deep shadows on the ground. He had spent countless nights here over the past few weeks, silently observing as the house lived and breathed around him, while he remained still and unseen in the darkness. Below, a door closed softly, followed by the gentle padding of footsteps across the floor. He tilted his head slightly, listening to you move through the house. You were humming a tune you'd recently heard on the radio. A soft, quiet sound that carried through the otherwise still air. He heard your steps as you climbed the stairs, and moments later, music began to drift upward through the floorboards. It was upbeat, with a woman’s voice accompanied by a guitar keeping the rhythm. The vampire shifted slightly, careful not to disturb the thick layer of dust on the floor. You had no idea he was there, and he preferred it that way. He took pleasure in your unawareness. Next, the steady sound of water pattering against tile reached his ears as you stepped into the shower, still humming and singing softly to yourself. For a long second, the dark wall in front of him disappeared as he imagined you in the bathroom with your head slightly tilted back as you washed down the shampoo. The white suds of the soap gently slipped down on your bare body, following the lines of your curves. He had to force himself to stay still. Soon, the water stopped, and after a few moments, he heard the soft slap of your bare feet on the bathroom tiles, and then on the hallway floor. He could smell the fresh, clean scent of your shampoo and lotions drifting into his sensitive nose. Quickly, you returned to your bedroom, the music still playing softly in the background. There was a pause as you opened your wardrobe and pulled out a drawer, followed by the rustling of fabric as you dressed in something comfortable and warm. Now, he could hear your breathing and the steady beat of your heart, which seemed to align with the music. Your room was just below the attic. So close. You sighed softly, and he imagined you sinking into the bed. The old springs of the mattress groaned under your weight. He stayed all night, hidden in the shadows. After all, he had all the time in the world.

Of course, his need to get closer to you, to see you, grew over time. After a few months, hiding in your attic wasn't enough anymore, and he became bolder. At first, he came out only after you had fallen asleep.

The night was still as the vampire silently came down from the attic, making his way straight to your room. The old house seemed to hold its breath as he moved, careful not to disturb the quiet of your home. The faint, lingering scent of your recent shower still hung in the air, mingling with the cool night breeze that slipped through the cracks. The moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a faint, silvery glow over your sleeping form. Your breathing was slow and even. You were blissfully unaware of the danger that lurked so close. He could easily reach out and touch you if he wished, and the thought sent a thrill through him. He stood by your bedside for a long moment, his gaze tracing the soft lines of your face, the fluttering of your lashes as you dreamed, and the gentle rise and fall of your chest. His fingertips tingled with the urge to reach out, just for a second, just to feel the warmth of your skin beneath his touch. There was something calming about you, something that eased the centuries-old hunger that gnawed at him. The memory of you holding his bat form so carefully and softly was vivid in his memory. Your palms were warm around his small body as your chest vibrated with every word you said to keep him calm. Almost without thinking, his hand moved, brushing over the line of your jaw from your ear to your chin. His touch was feather-light, barely a whisper against your skin, but the sensation sent a shiver through him. You were so warm, so alive. You stirred slightly, your body shifting beneath the covers, but you did not wake. The vampire froze, his hand lingering for a moment longer, savoring the contact, before he slowly drew it back. His fingers curled into a tight fist as he kept himself from reaching out again. He remained there for a few minutes, motionless, watching as you settled back into your dreams, completely unaware of the dark figure standing guard over you. He wanted to stay, to linger by your side until the first light of dawn, but he knew he couldn’t risk it. Not yet. With a final, reluctant glance, he began to retreat, slipping back into the shadows where he belonged. But he would return. He was certain of that.

It didn't take long for him to crave more. Soon, seeing you asleep wasn't enough.

The door of your bathroom was ajar, just enough for him to peer inside without being noticed. Steam curled out from the small gap, warm and fragrant, carrying the scent of your soap and shampoo into the cool air. It filled his nostrils as he edged closer without a sound. You stood under the spray, your head tilted back, eyes closed as the water cascaded over your body. The droplets caught in your hair and ran down your skin, glistening like tiny diamonds in the dim light. He watched, transfixed, as you moved beneath the stream. Your hands glided through your hair and over your body. There was something almost hypnotic in the rhythm of your movements, in the way you seemed so completely at ease, so unaware of the eyes that lingered on you from the shadows. He knew he shouldn’t be here, knew this was a line he had never intended to cross. But the allure of your presence, the simple beauty of you, was too much to resist. He felt a strange mix of hunger and something softer, something like longing, as he watched the water trace the contours of your body. His fingertips tingled with the image of your warm skin underneath his touch. For a brief moment, your eyes flicked open, and he held his breath, though he knew you couldn’t see him. You looked toward the door, a vague sense of something stirring in your gaze, but then you blinked and turned back to the water, shaking off whatever fleeting thought had crossed your mind. The vampire exhaled silently with relief. The brief moment of contact, of almost being caught, sent a thrill through him. He took one last lingering look at you, committing every detail to memory; the curve of your neck, the straight line of your spine, and the softness of your thighs. And then, as quietly as he had come, he slipped back into the shadows. The image of you under the shower would stay with him, a vivid memory to savor during the long hours of daylight.

Soon, his visits began to feel like a dance. He moved in perfect sync with you through the house. When you entered a room, he slipped into the shadows, always just out of sight, careful to remain unseen. He knew the rhythm of your nights, the way you moved from room to room, the way you lingered by the window or paused to turn off a light. But as the nights went on, something stirred within you; a suspicion that someone was there, watching, staying just out of your way but never leaving.

The kitchen was warm, filled with the scent of onions sizzling in the pan. You moved methodically, chopping vegetables and stirring sauces, trying to focus on the simple task of making dinner. The rhythm of cooking usually soothed you, but tonight, something was off. The feeling had been creeping up on you all evening, a persistent, unsettling sense that you weren’t alone. It gnawed at the edge of your thoughts, no matter how hard you tried to ignore it. The house was quiet, too quiet, and every creak of the floorboards, every rustle of the wind outside, seemed loud in the stillness. You paused for a moment, the knife hovering above the cutting board, and glanced around the kitchen. The lights cast long shadows across the floor, stretching into the corners where the darkness lingered. You told yourself it was nothing, just your imagination running wild, but the hairs on the back of your neck refused to settle down. As you returned to your cooking, your movements became more hurried, more anxious. The feeling of being watched grew stronger. You tried to shake it off, focusing on the task at hand, but your mind kept drifting away from your dinner. Finally, you set the knife down with your heart beating faster than it should. You turned slowly, scanning the room, half-expecting to catch a glimpse of something, or someone, in the shadows, but there was nothing, just the empty kitchen and the low hum of the refrigerator. You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself, but the unease remained. The feeling of eyes on you, of someone lurking just out of sight, was too strong to ignore. Every movement you spent in the kitchen, or anywhere in the house was accompanied by the prickling sensation that you weren’t as alone as you thought.

As your suspicion grew and fear settled into your home, the vampire's feelings deepened. What had begun as a mere fascination had slowly morphed into something more serious, something he could no longer ignore.

The night was crisp and quiet, with only the distant hum of the city breaking the stillness. The vampire stood outside your window, hidden in the darkness. His eyes were fixed on the warm glow spilling from inside your home. The curtains were partially drawn, just enough to reveal you sitting on the couch, wrapped in a blanket and engrossed in the flickering screen of the TV. He had watched you countless times, seen you in every possible light and shadow, but tonight was different. The sight of you curled up in your cozy living room, lost in the world of your favorite show, stirred something within him that he hadn’t fully acknowledged until now. The way you snuggled into the blanket with a sigh that escaped your lips as you laughed at something on the screen moved something in him. It was all so intimate, so utterly human. His gaze softened, and he felt a pang of longing so intense it almost hurt. He watched the way your eyes danced with amusement, how your expressions changed with the flow of the story, and how you seemed to be completely at ease in your own world. It was in these small, everyday moments that turned his feelings into something more than fascination or obsession. He was in love with you. His heart, dead for a long time, ached with a longing he hadn’t known was possible. As he stood there, his thoughts raced. He had been drawn to you from the beginning, but now he realized it was more than mere curiosity or obsession. He had come to adore you even from afar. The way you lived your life, so genuine and unfiltered, made him yearn for things he had long forgotten. He imagined what it would be like to sit beside you, to be part of these simple moments that meant so much to him. The love he felt was both exhilarating and painful, a reminder of how far he was from the life he desired. The thought of revealing himself, of breaking through the barrier he had maintained for so long, seemed both a terrifying and exhilarating possibility, but he knew there was no way back. There was no way he could just walk away from you.

Watching you through the window, observing your life from the shadows only deepened his longing. He couldn’t go on like this. Being so close, yet so far wasn’t enough anymore.

You turned the corner with an eagerness in your chest to get inside your home and unwind after a long day at work. Your keys jingled in your hand as you approached your front door but before you could reach the stairs leading up onto your small porch, you noticed a figure standing in front of your neighbor's house. He was tall and impeccably dressed in a dark suit that seemed to absorb the lights of the streetlamps towering at the edge of the sidewalk. He was engrossed in a conversation with the elderly couple who lived next door. Their faces were lit with curiosity and welcome as they nodded at something the stranger said. As you drew closer, without your notice or permission, he turned to face you, and an unexpected chill rippled down your spine. His smile was disarmingly charming, but there was something about it that made you pause. In the dim glow of the street lights, you noticed the glint of his fangs, sharp and white. They caught the light in a way that made your heart skip a beat. “Good evening,” he said, his voice smooth and inviting. “I’ve just moved into the house next door.” You blinked, momentarily speechless. “Oh, hello,” you managed to say, trying to keep your voice steady. “I didn’t realize the house was sold.” His smile widened, and he took a step closer, extending a hand. “Yes, it’s quite recent. I’m delighted to meet you. I’m afraid I didn’t get a chance to properly introduce myself to the neighbors before now.” You hesitated for a moment before shaking his hand. His grip was firm but gentle, and his touch was unexpectedly cold. “I’m Y/N,” you said, trying to smile. Your throat felt dry and tight as you forced the words to roll off your tongue. “Welcome to the neighborhood.” “Thank you,” he said, his gaze lingering a moment longer than necessary. “I’ve heard good things about this area.” You glanced at the house he had just mentioned mostly so you had a reason to tear your gaze away from him. “Are you settled in?” “Almost,” The man replied. “Just a few more things to arrange. But I’m sure I’ll be very comfortable here.” The way he spoke, with an almost eerie calm and certainty, sent another shiver down your spine. “Well, if you need any help or information about the area, feel free to ask." You regretted your polite offer the moment it left your lips. “I’ll keep that in mind,” he said, his smile never wavering. “Thank you, Y/N. I’ll be sure to drop by soon. Have a lovely evening.” As you watched him turn back to the elderly couple, your heart was still racing. The encounter had left you with a sense of unease that you couldn’t quite shake but were too afraid to stay and look into it. You hurried inside, and after locking the door behind you, twice, you tried to push the strange meeting from your mind. It's fine, you thought. You just have a few difficult weeks behind you. But as you settled into your evening routine, the man's smile and those glistening fangs lingered in your thoughts, leaving you with a growing sense of curiosity and uncertainty about the new neighbor next door.

[dollfacefantasy]

Just to let you know that I blame you ( in a grateful way ) for my current dick Grayson hyperfixation

( If I was a rich girl part one was amazing btw and I have yet to read the part two. )

what can i say 😇

also here’s some pictures of dicky i’ve been staring at longingly as of late to feed the fixation…

[julius-underscore-caesar]

Supernatural Journey

Without spoilers: y’all I just started watching Supernatural (S2 Ep 5). I’m an older sibling but why do I resonate more with Sam than Dean but then occasionally Dean’s protectiveness over Sam? Yeah, then I’m like yes, I like Dean more than Sam but I also still like Sam over Dean? Is it bc I have a twin 4min older and a younger sibling thus making me an older yet younger sibling?

Crisis. Somebody in the Supernatural community help?

Edit: abt to start s3 now, yeah I would have done what dean did

Edit 3/2/25: I just decided to turn this into a post abt my hyperfixation on the show.

Currently on S3 Ep 5. Sammy why? Sammy, u went to Stanny, learn from past errors.

3/11/25: Just finished S3 ep 12. Y’all I suck at communication too, but what the hell was that as in hell literally.

3/15/25: I started S4 a two days ago and now I’m on S4 Ep 7,. Conclusion: castiel needs two things: chapstick and a hairbrush and sam needs to fuck off.

3/23/25: met Jared Padalecki. Just read the post my dudes.

3/24/25: started S5 and now im somehow down a Good Omens/Spn armageddon fanfic rabbithole and this is before ive met other Crowley (yes I know other Crowley exists).

3/26/25: y’all just can’t let Sam get sober huh? And also Cas’s lack of personal space awareness is so funny to me bc Aziraphale is like polar opposite.

4/1/25: after a long day of lab work I binged 4 episodes of spn ended on 5:18 and I think I’m hopping on the destiel train and I don’t know whether or not I should be scared. Also dean is a mood and I almost cried bc I would actually do the same thing for my sis. (Also I’ve had like 5 min of air time of spn crowley and he would SO get along with GO crowley imo)

4/13/25

How the fuck am I almost done with S7? Seriously this is mildly concerning. I also have a Dean item and I love it. Okay breakdown:

Sam: Okay, you've redeemed yourself for the time-being, use your words

Dean: Use your words and you are way past binge-drinking, do you need an intervention?

Sam&Dean: USE YOUR FUCKING WORDS

Cas: NO.

Meg: Gurrrllllll

Garth: mood.

Crowley: tbh, mood, very forward thinking, but also... dude?

Bobby: BOBBY FUCKING SINGER YA IDJIT I LOVE YOU

Also 6x15 HAD ME CRYING BC I'M WATCHING THIS LESS THAN A MONTH AFTER MEETING JARED PADALECKI BRO IT WAS SO BAD

5/21/25

On S12x5 bc I definitely didn’t binge a little to take the edge off of finals week.

100% sure Mary clocked Destiel as gay the moment she saw them.

Crowley and Rowena are certified Girlbosses �� (idk hate ‘em love ‘em idc, theyre both efficient at what they do).

Sam’s character arc is. Dying? Idk how to say it, it just feels so heavily dependent on Dean which is heavily dependent on Mary atm.

Man, I love Cas. He’s just so fr.

OH CONTROVERSIAL TAKE: DEAN AND THE DARKNESS WAS SOOOO UNECESSARY. LIKE NAH DUDE NAH.

What the fuck is up with the British Men of Letters. OFC UR GONNA BE MORE EFFICIENT UR TINY ASF.

AMERICA IS FUCKING MASSIVE.

They also did charlie so fucking dirty. Aw hell nah.

(Btw my tiktok feed is spn edits and idk how the fuck it got there bc it used to be cat videos? I recently learned Jensen Ackles can sing just like Tom Ellis and now I’m like please put those two in a room together and have them sing a duet I think I’d melt.)

5/28/25

Binging and crocheting, currently on 12x14, holy shit, I've been reading Dean whump, but watching Jensen act as Dean? Dean who needs his mother? Dean who's spent his whole fucking life taking care of Sammy as his number one priority only to just be betrayed by his mom by the BMOL who NEARLY KILLED SAM BY THE WAY?

Dean takes the cake when it comes to "eldest daughter syndrome". He wins. God he may be in his 30s in this season (idk how old they are, I think 37? Bc he was 25 in S1, so you add 12, and get 37 idk) but holy moly, he needs someone to take care of him.

AND OH MY GOD AM I MOVED BY THE ACTING.

One more thing 12x13 was unfair. The WInchesters are allowed to have family but Crowley and Rowena can't keep Gavin? Like ik they're all fucked up in their own way but I still think it isn't fair.

6/13/25

13x16: I MADE IT TO THE SCOOBYNATURAL EPISODE!! IT TOOK SOOO MUCH HARD WORK BC I'M IN SUMMER CLASSES RN AS WELL AS DOING AN EXEC TAKEOVER AS WELL AS STARTING AN EDIT ACCT AND ALSO FIGHTING TO WATCH SPN ATM BUT I DID IT. I LOVED IT IT WAS AMAZING. DEAN CUSSING? CAS BEING PAIRED WITH SHAGGY AND SCOOBY? VELMA KISSING SAM? PEAK! I LOVE IT!!

6/17/25

14x1:

OKAY LIVE UPDATE BC I'M CACKLING TF OUTTTT (AND YES I KNOW I REALLY SHOULDN'T BE BUT I CAN'T STOP REWATCHING THIS SCENE FOR ITS SUPREME INACCURACIES)

I just got to 14x1 and OMG FIRST MUSLIM SIDE CHARACTER SLAY? AND THE NETFLIX SUBTITLES CALLED OUR ATHAN (call to prayer) MUSIC. SO I'M ALREADY DYING BC WHOEVER THOUGHT THAT WAS MUSIC 😭

AND THEN! My guy starts praying. Alr good he starts properly and I'm like great #representation! AND THEN!

BRO JUST COMPLETELY MESSED IT UP! LIKE DUDE? WE GET ONE TIME REP AND?? BUT THAT'S NOT WHAT MADE ME LAUGH OKAY?

ITS BC DEAN JUST SHOWED UP OUT OF NOWHERE WHILE THE DUDE (CONVENIENTLY NAMED JAMIL) WAS IN SUJOOD SPEAKING IN AN OVERLY ARAB ACCENT.

AND THEN JENSEN IS TRYNA SPEAK IN ARABIC/ QUOTE THE QURAN IN A PEAKY BLINDERS SUIT AND I CAN'T ITS KILLING ME.

LIKE WHAT. IK I SHOULD NOT BE LAUGHING BC IT'S MY OWN RELIGION BUT SRSLY SOMEONE SEND HELP.

(I think it's the spontaneous deanification of the whole thing. Like why?? WHO DECIDED THIS WAS OKAY??)

[666writingcafe]

super random request as i've been having a massive zombie apocalypse hyperfixation but!!!

(your choice of) brothers/dateables with a (gn/male if your okay with that) whos a survivior of the zombie apocalypse? I'm talking no hesitation to violence, tends to hoard food, constantly on edge and flinches at the snap of a twig. Also very closed off, as you can never tell what other survivors intentions are?

if not, no worries!! i love your work and think you're writing is awesome!!!

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Thank you for your request, ⚔️. I'm not sure if this will help feed your hyperfixation, but I gave it a shot.

In my version of the Obey Me universe, zombies do exist, and the Devildom has meticulously documented any and all outbreaks that occur. Consequently, there have been various organizations formed throughout the centuries that help both demon and human survivors reintegrate back into a functioning society. The Celestial Realm, on the other hand, really hasn't had to deal with zombies, since most of the time they don't have a soul (and if they do, it's not pure enough for them to be allowed past the gates).

All this is to say that this MC's situation is far from being unique to most of our cast of characters. While Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon, and Satan have the most experience working with survivors of zombie apocalypses, they've all helped at least one in their very long lifetimes, so they have the tools necessary to help MC adjust.

They wouldn't particularly worry too much until and unless a significant amount of time has passed with little to no improvement in MC's mental condition. Then they'll all sit down and figure out how best to reach MC, because it's clear that their current methods aren't working.

As for specifics...

I feel Diavolo would be the one to assign everyone roles, not because he doesn't want to help, but because he has to juggle a gazillion other things and doesn't have the time to focus on one specific person.

Barbatos, Lucifer, and Simeon would reintroduce MC to basic etiquette. It's kinda hard to remain polite in a life-and-death situation, especially when you're fighting people for resources.

Beel, Levi, and Satan would teach MC coping strategies. Their sins cause them to live a similar life to the human's, and so they have insight that the others don't necessarily possess.

Mammon, Asmo, Belphie, and Luke are responsible for distracting MC from their darker thoughts by making them engage in various activities. Mammon and Asmo are usually the ones that get MC out of the house, Belphie ensures that they have a calm place where they can recharge, and Luke has them help him bake.

The person that MC gets along with the best in this scenario would be Belphie. He tends to be pretty closed off, too, so he'd be the last person to force MC to open up about stuff they don't feel like talking about. He's perfectly okay with sitting in silence, which helps MC slowly feel more at ease around him. He's also the first one that they tell parts of their backstory to, since they feel like he wouldn't judge them for some of the things they did in order to survive. And he doesn't, because let's be real: he's been there. They all have, to a certain extent, but not all of them are comfortable sharing that side of themselves.

Belphie does encourage MC to bond with Beel and Solomon, and after a while the two men are let in MC's inner circle. As for everyone else, MC learns to be cordial with them, but they never trust the others fully.

[gal1am1a]

AND FOR SOMETHING NOBODY ASKED FOR!!!! (I DID!)

HERE’S GALLAMIA AND THEIR ADOPTED HOCKEY CHILDREN!!! (The photos I could find 🥰 (And I need to shed more light on this ship as it is my now job.)

(ONE)

First and foremost. Lane’s first point! When I told you I went absolutely FARRELL when I saw this I did. It’s like sure Lane got his first point and I’m very proud of him!!! But you have his adopted hockey dads on the ice with him and instantly coming over to him!?!? ADORABLE!!!

(TWO)

They taught their Swedish son how to gamble!

(I think it was for charity but I’m not too sure what it was, but I just thought it was adorable so I took a screenshot from insta LOLLLL (or wherever I got it from)

(THREE)

Feeding more into my Gallamia hyperfixation more than anything. But just the way Joel’s looking over at Gally there is so sweet and cute. Just arm over his shoulder, praisi— I’m gonna stop right here…

AND THEN LANE’S BEHIND THEM PROBABLY READY TO JUMP ON THEM BOTH IN EXCITEMENT!!! (I don’t know the context to this one but I found it somewhere!)

(FOUR)

The absolute gang of the family right here. I don’t know where Kappy is or if he was playing at the time.

But Lane’s going in for that hug, and Heino is patting Gally on the head. And Joel looks so proud and happy for Gally right behind him. Absolutely perfect image. AND If you wanna count it Cole also leaning in so far to pat Gally ❤️

Also a pop in from Pezz! (I think??) (Thank you for letting the Gallamia smooch happen Michael I owe you my life.)

(FIVE)

FINALLY AN APPEARANCE FROM THEIR FINNISH SON OLIVER KAPANEN!!!

We have most of the family here + Newy.

Army’s going the gentler route and patting Laner on his head.

And Gally absolutely running into Kappy. What a show of love <3

(SIX)

ONE OF MY ABSOLUTE FAVOURITE PHOTOS EVEN THOUGH THEY BASICALLY ALL ARE.

One of them just scored and now they’re all together as a family to celebrate the goal ❤️❤️(I’d probably guess Gally, I was to hyper to read all the photo descriptions LMAO)

(SEVEN)

AND OF COURSE I THINK IS THE LAST ADOPTED HAB!!! OUR BELOVED RUSSIAN BOY IVAN DEMIDOV!!!

Joel got the first assist with Demigod’s goal AND THE HUG HAS ME MELTING ❤️❤️❤️

(EIGHT)

And their last son who was TAKEN AWAY into some UNKNOWN and FORBIDDEN land. (Raleigh) (I didn’t get to see KK play with the Habs or know why people hate him. I just love him because he loves Joel and Joel loves Brendan trust.)

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The ‘Dads’: Gally & Army <3

Their ‘Sons’: Laner, Kappy, Demidov, Heino, KK.

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I would’ve added more of my thoughts and opinions but I need to get up early and it’s currently 3AM so I hope you enjoy my ‘family’ pictures before Joel is shipped away from Montreal and to let Gally be a single parent so many of their adopted children.

- GAL1AM1A out for my weekly or monthly duties in being in DEEP for a rarepair ❤️

I really hope you enjoyed my insanity for one of my first 4011 posts!

[notablogtwiy]

the way im also begging with u for more spangela content just so i can see another one of ur posts bc they r my current duo hyperfixation and I NEED MOREEEE

Aw, that's really sweet, thank you! It's always insane to me that someone actually likes my posts or cares about what I have to say about anything, lol. I do hope I can post more about them.

But yes, we definitely need more to feed our hyperfixation. Let's keep hoping for more content. In the meantime, please feel free to come talk to me about these two silly and cool beans whenever you want.

[whoblewboobear]

In honor of my two current hyperfixations bumping up against each other, I'm gonna make them kiss. So starbreaker!Reality tv au.

In my heart of hearts I know Jace would fucking hate playing Survivor but Porter would love it. Jace would thrive on big brother and so would Porter, but Porter falls into the category of houseguests I usually hate which makes this 10% funnier when they form a night one alliance and make it all the way to final 3 just for Porter to go rogue and betray Jace, taking Lucilla to final 2 because he knows her track record is non-existent compared to him being a comp beast the entire season. On top of JacePorter being a duo, they're in a showmance that they are awful at hiding. Up until Porter's betrayal, he and Jace are basically fighting for their lives in the end game because they're a deadly combo when it comes to competitions.

Jace went in fully intended to lay low until mid game when he starts to comp out. Porter absolutely hates his strategy because throwing a comp is sacrilegious to him. Jace does not care. His social game is immaculate and it has to be because most of the house fucking hates Porter and wants him gone like YESTERDAY and someone has to keep him in the house if he's not winning. On a week where Porter is in danger of being backdoored, Jace wins Head of household and keeps him safe. They're absolutely fucking every night in the HoH room to the point where people don't even bother trying to meet with Jace when he's up there. They find him in the backyard when he's smoking to really talk game with him.

His biggest public allies outside of Porter are Corsica and Sandra Lynn, but he his other biggest ally is Zara. He runs all his info back to her. They move like ghosts inside that house. Only the fans watching live feeds know their alliance exists at all bc they're even too discreet to make the edit until Zara wins HoH and turns the house on its head. She loves Jace to death but she knows if she doesn't take the shot at Porter this week, they won't have a shot at sitting in the final two together. Her social game is just that much better than Jace's and she does end up double crossing him to put him on the block next to Gilear as a pawn. They have a very public fight because Jace was NOT looped in because she knew he'd hate it and find a way to talk her out of it. This is the big turning point that lands him and Porter on the outs of the house. Porter wins the veto and pulls Jace down. Terpsichore goes up next to Gilear who gets voted out unanimously. Everyone is surprised he even made it this far lbr.

Porter's in a 6 person all guys alliance, he goes rogue and ropes in two girls to make it a solid 8 at some point thinking they'll steam roll the early game but it doesn't last long because Jawbone, Digby, Gorthalax, Bill, and Pok form something stronger on the side and let the 8 implode.

After the season is over, Jace and Porter 100% go on the amazing race and work surprising well together but they do fight the ENTIRE time.

[lovely-libitina]

I'd like this blog to be a place where I can just write out my random thoughts and little bits about my day. I don't expect anyone to see this, its just a little way of documenting my life as a teenage girl i guess. (As well as the occasional mood board or relatable post re-blog when I'm browsing through my feed)

but hey, if you are a stranger seeing this for the first time, hi!, here's a little introduction.

I go by Libitina online, sometimes Libby but i prefer my full name. That's not my name in real life, its just one that I've used online for the past couple years, so it feels like me, y'know?

(Also if you know where the name originates, yes, that was my initial inspiration, however, it's been ages and don't think about that on a daily basis anymore haha)

I'm a 16 year old girl, currently in my last year of secondary school (UK), trying to navigate the world through a likely neurodivergent lens. I'm a little lonely a lot of the time but I have a few long-distance friends and two that i see in person at school who are lovely, so it's not all bad.

My favourite things are learning new things, reading, listening to music, nature, and of course, Tumblr.

That's all I have to say for now, I'm wishing you a wonderful day stranger, from behind my laptop screen, to yours.

-L <3

Update: 18th April 2025

Hey, so got a few little updates to get to know me:

I live like it's 2014 as authentically as possible in the current age. It's super fun!

I listen to a variety of music, lately been into rock, but also like 2010s pop. Special mentions: Fall out boy, My chemical romance, Panic! At the disco. Also Arcade Fire, Muse, Daughter, Lana Del Rey, and Marina - not been listening to them as much as of writing. Also I only listen to music from 2014 or earlier. Also I exclusively listen to albums because I love and collect CDs.

Current hyperfixations/special interests - Dan and Phil, Sherlock, and whatever the hell this blog is

I'm a technology nerd. Love apple products. I spend most of my day thinking about the mid-2012 MacBook pro, or iPods. I also like Nintendo DSs and gaming.

Recently been back into reading as well which is cool.

I've got exams around the corner but that doesn't necessarily mean I'll be posting less - revision isn't really my thing. If I'm in the right mindset then I do really quite well in school but when the internet exists and there are far cooler things in my little laptop magic box, I'm not feeling motivated to do schoolwork, as much as I love all my subjects. Also poor mental health is a thing, xd.

Once again, thanks for reading

- L <3

[monkmain2]

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Me

Hi, my name is Monkmain. You can call me Mist for short.

Edgy as fuck and I’m proud

Pronouns: she/her

Orientation: Asexual, Asenvague, Arovague, Demigirl(AFAB)

Micro-labels: Discarnal

Current hyperfixation(s): ENA

Current mini hyperfixation(s):The Backrooms, Deltarune

Other media i am decently acquainted with but don't really care about at the moment: SCP, Pokemon, FNAF, Warrior Cats, Undertale/UTMV, WOF, Corru.observer, Rain World, TADC

Current blorbo(s): series ENA(ENA), Jackenstein(Deltarune)

Neurodiversity: autism, anxiety, ADHD, dyspraxia, dysgraphia, dyscalculia

Age: minor, gen z, bday nov 4

Pets: Chester (dog), a buncha guppies

Multishipper

I talk like a two year old when I’m flustered

My sona

Agonist

If something gives me cuteness aggression (especially an animal) i call it a baby

Don’t be afraid to send asks, it’s like the only form of human interaction I willingly participate in anyway

This one guy asked about it one time so I’ll say it here: I will do drawing requests if anyone wants!

things you can expect on my blog

Spoilers (I never remember to tag it)

Drawings of blood, violence, gore, vomit that one time, artistic nudity, body horror.

Swearing, talking about sexual things, talking about abuse (fictional characters) dark humor, vents, angst, paragraphs of text.

There also might be some suggestive poses in my art, but know it’s not because I want it to be sexual. it’s because sexual poses are interesting to draw and I like experimenting with them.

I may occasionally say something offensive or mean by accident. If I do, please tell me, I probably don’t realize I did it.

DNI

Proshippers, Homophobes, Ableists, Racists, Sexists, pedos, AI apologists, radqueers, radqueer apologists, self-proclaimed super straights.

+ NSFW blogs (not that I think NSFW blogs are bad it’s just that I’m a minor and I’m uncomfortable with that kind of stuff)

I am uncomfortable talking about

Suicide, self-harm, anything related to the inner workings of one’s body (except stuff like the nervous system and the brain, that’s fine) death but slow and painful, excessive suggestive and sexual things (a little is fine but more makes me uncomfortable)

Other sites

YouTube

Artfight

AO3

Askblog (STMtale) <- dead

Askblog (Monk RW) <- dead

my old blog I got locked out of

Other links

Esoteric Tangibility lore doc

Predestined Cozenage

Delta-Underlink lore doc

Wormtale lore doc

Backrooms OCs lore doc

Double Affirmative Rewritten lore doc

Guide to my gender

Chrono Tags:

Splatterverse

Underlidded

EraVerse

Rabidmare

Predestined Cozenage

Esoteric Tangibility

Random thoughts and tomfoolery

Interactive AU

The greatest lesbian polycule ever conceived (Coralena^2 content)

Have a duck

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[princesscolumbia]

Peanut Butter...Chocolate...Lyctoral Consumption...Murder?

So I just got done reading an interesting examination of a moment in Nona the Ninth where Alecto emerges from the depths of Nona's consciousness and chastises Pyrra "I'm not the Lyctor, I'm the (he) Or (she) who Lyct Up" Dve. It was good, it was solid, and it was done with the understanding that OP didn't know for sure as they're not Tasmuir.

So you can imagine what a baseball bat to the head it was to see a Psych AU post where Shawn is dead and haunting Gus.

So guess what fell out of the piñata that is my imagination:

Shawn and Gus were born on the Sixth. They weren't supposed to be doing anything with the lyctoral process, but you know how Shawn is...and Gus is always a step behind. You know how they're "Ride or Die"? Well, Shawn is just smart enough ("...a brilliant mind with no impulse control." -Palamedes, who upon meeting Gideon is eternally but silently grateful that she and Shawn never met) piece together how to become a lyctor just from the available material and a few clever questions to the currently living lyctors without ever stepping foot in Canaan House. Because Shawn's knowledge and understanding of the process is SUPER limited, even more so than Ianthe's when she ate Naberius, they're unaware that one of them's gonna die as part of the process, and it's not going to be the necromancer...which is Gus.

Gus goes along with it because he knows Shawn is going to loop in some other more gullible adept and doesn't want anyone to be dealing with Shawn on one of his hyperfixations that isn't used to dealing with him.

Things are going well...until they aren't, and Shawn realizes he's gonna die, but he figures out how to modify the process while they're in the middle of a failed ascension and they become a lyctor...sorta.

Shawn winds up 'haunting' a now ungodly powerful and immortal Gus. Shawn's spirit is inhabiting Gus' body at the same time as Gus' spirit is "consuming" Shawn's, but since Shawn isn't a braindead result of a transference that's intended to be strictly one way, Shawn is 'eating' Gus' spirit at the same time, creating a cycle where both are feeding each other in perfect lyctoral harmony. They don't twig the Resurrection Beasts because "sin" =/= "dumbass fuckup" and Shawn isn't, strictly speaking, dead. It's a symbiosis rather than a parasitic relationship.

So here these two dumbasses are, neo-lyctors, standing over Shawn's dead body. They figure out that they're going to be so screwed if they're caught and someone figures out what they did, so they destroy the body and bug out as fast as possible...

...landing in the midst of BoE on one of the non-Empire human-occupied systems. They're doing their best to lay low and not twig anyone to the fact that they're from the Empire (Gus, thanks to the neo-lyctorhood, looks like a fine, fit, and dare we say sexy man, so nobody pegs him for a necromancer) and Shawn figures out how to do a fancy kinda-sorta projection where he can actually interact with the physical world while still bonded to Gus.

One day there's a murder nearby and Shawn sees all the clues to figure out who-dun-it, and Gus is all, "Naw, man, they're gonna pick us out as Imperial the second those cops see us!"

Shawn, of course, does everything possible to draw attention to the clues, which catches the attention of (you guessed it) Lassie and his partner. Lasiter is suspicious but can't prove anything because the usual 'tells' for a necromancer or lyctor aren't turning anything up. Shawn feeds Gus some line about some grandparent from a few generations back being an expat from the Empire and so Gus is "able to receive messages from the spirit realm" (just Shawn, obvi) and because they can't prove there's a more direct connection to the Empire than that, the police are forced to let Gus go.

Things play out fairly similar to the pilot of Psych from that point forward, but with Gus having to be the point-man for the whole thing while Shawn is getting better and better at manipulating the world around him, including being able to visually manifest by the time Juliet arrives on-planet. She's one of the refugees of a planet destroyed by a lyctor and is absolutely the best officer ever when it comes to hunting down necros...but since none of her tools or experience include anything like what Shawn and Gus have become, she doesn't figure it out for several years, by which point she's fallen in love with Shawn.

Until we get AtN, I have no idea how this would shake out, but my ideal scenario is somehow Paul and Kirona wind up on this BoE planet that Shawn and Gus are on.

[ambitiouspotions]

hello! wanted to give everyone a quick update of a look into my life (:

currently, i am trying to upload once a week and i am very sorry if anything changes due to my busy schedule. i am drowning in stress and writing helps me decompress, but i don't always have a ton of time and sacrifice sleep to feed my crippling addiction to writing these fics.

i am a mom of an almost two year old, work almost 60 hours a week, and am going to be moving into my new home by mid-march just after my birthday!

i do have a week off of work for a seasonal holiday, so hopefully i will be able to work on some of these ideas in advance to not leave anyone waiting.

also, to my lotr and harry potter lovers i have been neglecting you and i’m sorry. i have been hyperfixating on other things.

all that being said i would like to show you some of my ideas/upcoming projects!

along with these two fics (pictures listed below), i have a couple of ideas i am outlining for frankie morales, spencer reid, and a new addition to the blog! (i hope you like the show f is for family)

[namesnamesandmorenames]

Okay I already said this but I just started my Library and Information Science Masters and I actually coincidentally started a fanfiction database around April when I was first accepted into the program. Now I have been in classes for like a month and a half and have been working out the bugs adding stuff for easier use on this database for 5 months. I’ve been using my current set up for the past week and I think it’s what I’ll be sticking with. I might go more in depth in what each record has and I have a separate Fandom Creators database but I think that the records for those are honestly more interesting than the views.

On to what I want to shout into the void about: The views!

I know there’s a good chance no one cares so here’s a break off point to avoid clogging up your feed.

Each of these are set up for different purposes- overview is for completed works. These are the Read Statues I use in this overview (please ignore how crazy the numbers are)

Reading, Read Next and To Read all seem self explanatory to me and have been there since I started this spreadsheet/database ages ago. Priority Creators are writers who I have read almost if not all of their published work and I want to keep up with them as they write more. But... It's not necessarily my ONLY favorite writers- Prolific Priority (dumb name everything else I came up with was too long. I wanted it to be at most two words) are for people who have an EXTENSIVE back catalog of fics creators I trust who I've read and loved their work but it's not keeping up like Priority Creators-- it's catching up. Fandom Firsts a bit self explanatory- this is a creators first and only work (for now) in the fandom I'm currently hyperfixating on. I don't necessarily prioritize them but I like knowing in case they end up becoming a favorite writer! Basically it's a fancy system to break up my TBR from being in the thousands lol. Off The Presses— Was this work released in the last month essentially? These will filter back into the other categories if I don’t get to them it’s just something I like to be aware of.

Podfics overview (self explanatory (I record podfics so I like sorting by those separately because if there's a podic I'm listening to it!)) it looks practically identical to the regular overview just filters for if there is a contributor listed or podfic box checked.

WIP Overview- one of my most useful views imo-

It has extra read status' of Up to Date and Updated- Up to Date being fics I'm subscribed to and hoping for updates and Updated being recently updated fics I wanna catch up on! It’s also just nice to keep track of when things were last updated before I start them. Off the Presses actually means something slightly different here than traditional overview— that’s work I haven’t started reading but have checked and it has updated within the last month— I’m not completely against reading abandoned work (I even have a separate fic status for it) but wanna be aware of it before I start.

By Title and Format I don't really use Title is fics I'd consider making into podfics personally but it's gotten out of hand and I don't record nearly enough to ever actually catch up on it, format was an attempt at having the Completed and WIP overviews in one place- it was cluttered and I didn't use it. Now it breaks down by one shot or multi chapters and then length but I rarely actually use it because it has to be a uniform division of word count and it's just a lot of scrolling when set to 10,000 but anything more than that would have 500 word drabbles with like 20,000 word oneshots.

Missing Information? Like I mentioned I will add sections, recently I wanted to track where in the canon timeline I read most fics and this is a view where I've been trying to go back and update that most easily.

Bulk Addition- despite my excessive fic TBR I will still browse for new and old fics that clog up my tabs just as bad as the next person and I will just put the info in here it's set up most like a spreadsheet with a WIP, One Shot, Multi Chapter breakdown because One Shot is the default so it's easiest to be quick and accurate this way.

Skipping Chart for a sec-- checking is just a big list where I can search without it being broken up by any status or filters so I can try avoiding duplicate entries or find something specific by name, tag or creator. It’s basically my simplest version of a retrieval tool.

Chart is my designated 1 chart Notion will let me have for free I can and do change it relatively often if I am interested in something- here are a few options I go back to:

How many words am I reading each month?

How many words are the fics I’m recording each month overall?

Is there a month that more works I recorded were published?

And most recently— Where in the canon am I most likely to read a fic for? (I have Ambiguous, Multi Season or True AU options if it is truly too hard to tell but clearly since I just joined the 9-1-1 fandom a lot of the fics I’ve been reading take place post s7.)

Like I said I might make another post looking at what is recorded in each record, I think it would be funny to look at it as if it’s an actual cataloging schema so I might try to use LIS vocab for this as if it’s serious lol.

[idkacatmonstermaybe]

okay hello @headfulloffeathers jess this is for you and the approximately two other people who might care about this meta breakdown but these are some of the parallels i see between look homeward and supernatural

(thank you for providing a distraction boot smut is stumping me i only have like 700 words written 😭)

(also uh supernatural spoilers? i guess? in the year of our lord 2024?)

okay so idk how much you know about supernatural so extremely surface level summary when dean is four and sam is like a few months old a demon kills their mom and then they spend their entire childhood on the road with their dad hunting supernatural monsters and searching for the demon who killed their mom. that’s like………. the bare bones basic premise of the show before they started delving hard into the angels/demons/biblical lore which gets really interesting and convoluted and tbh i stopped watching at a certain point bc i got bored and confused. SO basic vibes their mom (mary) is killed and their entire childhood they’re dragged around the entire country learning how to kill things bc their dad (john) is on a revenge bender.

so big overarching parallels: dean is a literal toddler when he is given the responsibility of caring for his baby brother which is so similar to a1 being 12 and assuming responsibility for sickly little 9 year old a2

sam is also like…. “assigned wrong at birth” lmfao bc the demon that kills their mom feeds him his blood to give him special powers? very confusing BUT there are moments where he’s ostracized for his powers and being born different and the way that parallels gods specialest boy a2 actually hurts me

follow up to that is sam goes through a phase where he is discovering these new abilities and goes a little power hungry and he starts drinking demon blood (lol don’t worry about it) and this gives me pretty strong serial killer era a2 vibes? but this one is a little looser bc sam and dean are still hunting together while this is going on and i’m pretty sure serial killer a2 is during the 92-01 separation? but they both have “dark” eras lmfao

okay also re: 92-01 when sam graduates high school he goes away to stanford for college and there’s a big falling out with john a “if you walk out that door don’t bother coming back” type moment so the boys don’t see each other for several years and there’s kind of the energy of really not knowing if they’re ever going to see each other again which parallels the very little we know about 92-01.

ALSO there are several moments throughout supernatural where sam is pushing to try to have a “normal” life—like going away to college to try and get a piece of normalcy that they never got to experience as kids. there’s also an arch in a later ish season where sam goes to hell (again……. don’t worry about it) and his like dying wish is that dean gets a chance at a normal life so dean shacks up with this woman lisa and her son ben but then when sam comes back he obviously ditches them lmfao. so there’s even an eden parallel sneaking in there lololol.

one thing that stays consistent throughout the series is also the way sam and dean are willing to do absolutely anything for each other like…… literally bring about the apocalypse if it means keeping each other safe which is The Dynamic of all time and is part of what makes a1/a2 so compelling

oh also sam is the vessel for the archangel lucifer and dean for michael which is flipped based on a1 and a2 but it’s also a fun little tidbit

obviously none of this means literally anything BUT early season supernatural was a fixation of mine for a while (obviously lmfao) so i find it so fitting that there are so many themes and motifs from one of my og hyperfixations are present in my current one

[looseleafteeaves]

Currently I have 3 fics in Planning for Blue Beetle fandom.

1. Spine of Steel- body horror, the scarab does a-lot without really saying anything. “Ignorance is bliss… right up until it isn’t”- ONE SHOT

2. Eons of Connection- soulmates-platonic, and the slight shift left that this causes when Jaime has the name “Khaji Da” written in alien script on his arm, and Khaji Da has been picking up on senses and memories while dormant for 22 years.

3. try again tomorrow- Khaji Da woke up to a newly captured subject of Reach. Reach then learns the grave mistake of giving the plucky earthling who just graduated with TWO degrees, psychology and computer programing, an “unfeeling AI”. Jaime’s years long hyperfixation on AI and how to fix the Doom Protocol comes in handy.

Feel free to ask me about any of the above, I have never really planned multi chapter fics, normally I fly by the seat of my pants. Like please give me interaction i feed off it, and knowing someone will be disappointed that something isn’t continuing will make me actually schedule time to write into my day.

[knightbloods]

“…ONCE UPON A TIME”

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